Anything goes.
When every thing's gone, anything goes.
Theories without real foundation, blind folds entire nations.
Idols as big as your bank account is.
No compromise.
Your gods resemble humanity, the irony is they are inferior and nonfunctional in their making.
Are we here by chance?
That would make our circumstance absolutely worthless.
Flesh and blood without purpose.
Are you part of no bigger scheme?
Don't bother with self esteem.

Are we all but fading dreams?
The vastness of space, the delicacy of your face.
The artistry of nature, all without a painter.
From sunrise to sunset, are we part of this big accident?
When everything's gone, anything goes.